Bleh with Barry

Random with a cynical twist of lime.

Ephemeral

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The voices are quiet now.

They have quit their eternal

Nagging.

The solace of the moment

Is not lost on my poor

Mentality.

Caravans of thoughts

Travel along my stream of

Consciousness.

Along the pathway, we

Must leave the wayward

Traveller.

A chaos of twisting

Emotions longing for the

Surface.

Drowning again beneath the

Cacophony of tambours

Again.

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Written by barryr22

April 26, 2010 at 10:12 am

Posted in Poetry

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